Trapped

A description of how it feels to be stuck in your mind.

Darkness

That's all there is to see
All there is to feel
All there is to breathe
All that may be real

Regret stands alone
A grave frown on his face
He asks you why he's here
In this dark and miserable place

Then in his place sorrow
His laugh laced pain
He questions why he's trapped
Cold, alone, insane

Next along comes doubt
Her voice a broken plea
She wonders if it's her fault
That you don't want to see

Soon after is loneliness
Who only craves the dark
She begs you for a quiet space
Where she can leave some mark

The next to come is pain
A face you know quite well
Her heart an empty chamber
That only seems to swell

Finally, at last he comes
The face of fear itself
Who prowls in your mind and waits
Upon a broken shelf

They all surround you now
And you scream and cry and plea
If only there was some way
To escape and just be free